For some reason. This photo strikes me in an incredibly powerful way.
Because I love history, and I love vintage (but who doesn’t these days), I always think that I wish I could have lived in a time period. Wishing I could have lived in historical centuries is easier. Society moved a little slower, clothes and architecture and culture changed, but not much during the course of one life.
But now in the last 200 years or so, culture moves so quickly! Nobody ever only lives for an era. So its weird kind of that we split up lifestyles and fashion into decades. My grandpa just died and when I think about his life, he lived through the 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, 00s, 10s! That’s some life!
So if you think about it. All of those people that we admire from one certain era weren’t preserved in only that era. They lived through several. I guess that’s why people who die young are such martyrs of culture. They aren’t tainted by other times.
So that means when I wish that I could have lived during sayyy the 20s for example, I would also have gotten to live through everything else. Weird.
All of those young people we admired from one time became old geezers 60 years later. It’s the way of the world.
But those people who do live through all of those decades either throw out all of the culture from the previous, or reminisce about it. The hip ones are excited to move forward and forget all of the previous fashions, and the nostalgic, calm ones refuse to move forward. In the present, its hip to look backward. That means looking forward will probably be the next new trend. I might be ready.
This might be totally pointless and self evident, but I feel like there’s something really weird lying underneath all this that I’m not eloquent enough as a writer to describe…
I can’t decide. History vs. fashion? UGh!
On the plus side. Tiffany is taking her reference photos for the portrait tomorrow, and that is basically the best honor of my entire life!
Only problem is… I have to look good
I really have to study for APE. Goodbye my sweet tumblr :(
Today in Euro. Something jumped out at me. The topic we are currently focusing on is Napoleon and his empire, and today at the beginning of our usual class discussion we were talking about the way he was able to govern France.
Now for all of y’all who are unsure about Napoleon and his history here’s an EXTREMELY brief life summary:
He staged a coup d’etat in 1799 that some historians believe was an end to the French Revolution that had begun around 1789 (though beginnings and endings are both shady concepts). In the next 15 years he then went on to become First Consul, Consul for Life, and eventually Emperor of France. He expanded the empire continually until he controlled a large majority of Europe to some extent or another. He reformed many aspects of the poor French gov’t with his Bank of France, Concordat of 1801, Napoleonic Code, National Education system, and many other changes that still affect France to this day. He also strove to bring the Enlightenment/Revolutionary ideas to the people. Unfortunately, his authoritarian craving for power and his constant wars became too much and he was exiled to Elba in 1814. Being Napoleon, he escaped and had a Hundred Days of ruling France before he was defeated in the battle of Waterloo (yes that’s where the idea for the ABBA song came from), and finally exiled to St. Helena.
Basically, Napoleon is fascinating. My teacher was talking about him and he said that Napoleon couldn’t help but govern France the way he did. I just think that testifies so much to how amazing he was. That he is one of those people that has his own era, & more importantly his own chapter in my textbook. He created France in his image. So powerful. Its such a fantastic concept.
Pourvu que ca dure…
If it only lasts…"
Letizia Ramolino, mother of Napoleon
Cahier of 1789, The Nobility of Blois
I feel sorry for them.